The Indomitable Master of Elixirs

Su Lingsheng widened her eyes incredulously. She couldn’t believe that this man—who had sworn his eternal love to her—could be so ruthless as to send both her and their child to their graves.

She clung stubbornly onto Lei Min’s shirt, staring into his eyes with intense loathing.

“Please understand, I have no other choice. I will die if you don’t. The Eldest Princess will also suffer the Emperor’s reproach…” Lei Min whispered softly into Su Lingsheng’s ear such that no one else could overhear.

Lei Min drew out the red-stained dagger as he finished his words. Fresh blood spurted out of Su Lingsheng’s wound, spraying all over him. The thick, metallic smell of blood permeated throughout the grand hall.

However, this coming of death had the Eldest Princess breathing a sigh of relief, while dispelling the sinister glint in the Emperor’s eyes.

“Men, clean this up.” The Emperor ordered.

Very quickly, several guards entered and thoroughly cleaned up the grand hall within the shortest span of time. A floral scent had covered even that viscous smell of blood. Su Lingsheng’s corpse was dragged out like an animal, while that pool of blood was wiped off drop by drop.

The rock that had been crushing Lei Min’s chest was finally eased off. Struggling to control his shaking blood-stained hands, he retreated to the side with head lowered.

But…

Lei Min failed to notice that Ji Fengyan had been staring at his back.

Ji Fengyan never imagined that Lei Min could be so heartless. Anyone with half a brain knew who the father of Su Lingsheng’s child was. However, Eldest Princess and the rest had forcibly murdered Su Lingsheng and the child she carried just to get rid of evidence.

They were still so wanton…

Ji Fengyan’s gaze never left Lei Min’s back. In the entire hall, she alone could see the two vague and shadowy figures standing behind Lei Min—one big and one small.

Every action you take, the heavens were always watching.

Lei Min looked up in alarm, only to meet Ji Fengyan’s strange gaze.

“What are you staring at?” Lei Min asked anxiously.

Ji Fengyan wasn’t looking at him but right behind him. After a while, she turned her eyes to Lei Min. “Do you know of the mother and child demons?”

Lei Min was stunned. “What is that?”

Despite not knowing what Ji Fengyan was talking about, those four words made him nervous.

Ji Fengyan shrugged. “Nothing, it doesn’t matter if you don’t know of it.”

Anyway, you have already invoked it.

The Emperor smiled at the dark guard. It seemed like Su Lingsheng’s death was just a short interlude. “Pass on my thanks to the Grand Tutor for getting rid of such a deviant girl.”

The dark guard gave a cursory bow.

The Emperor asked, “Is there anything else from the Grand Tutor?”

The dark guard straightened and swept his gaze across the hall before landing on Ji Fengyan.

“Grand Tutor still has one more message for Your Majesty.”

“Oh? What is it?” The Emperor raised his brows.

The dark guard said, “Grand Tutor wants me to tell Your Majesty that he will personally handle the matrimonial affairs of the Ninth Mistress of the Ji family, Ji Fengyan. There is no need for Your Majesty to concern himself with that.”

The dark guard’s words made everyone gape in disbelief!

Grand Tutor may hold Terminators in high regard, but he had never bothered himself with such trivial matters. However, knowing that the Emperor intended to betroth Ji Fengyan, the Grand Tutor had actually issued this public warning!

He was going against the Emperor over Ji Fengyan!

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[Mini theatre]

Little crazy brat: Ye Yueban, heard you are going on a honeymoon?

Mou Bei: Yes.

Little crazy brat: Hehehe, going on a honeymoon instead of writing? Not afraid that your readers will beat you to death?

Mou Bei: TAT I am bringing my computer along. These few chapters were written on the train anyway. You ungrateful little scoundrel – I have already been married for more than three months and have been putting off my honeymoon just to write.

Little crazy brat: How many days?

Mou Bei: 7-8 days on an island!

Little crazy brat: To hell you are going. Stay at home to write like a good boy!

Mou Bei: TAT I want to go on my honeymoon! I want to go on my honeymoon!!! How could you be so heartless, not allowing me to go on this once-in-a-lifetime trip…

Little crazy brat: Men, this author has gone mad. Drag him off for a sound beating!

Mou Bei: TAT so heartless…

[Mini theatre]

Little crazy brat: Ye Yueban, heard you are going on a honeymoon?

Mou Bei: Yes.

Little crazy brat: Hehehe, going on a honeymoon instead of writing? Not afraid that your readers will beat you to death?

Mou Bei: TAT I am bringing my computer along. These few chapters were written on the train anyway. You ungrateful little scoundrel – I have already been married for more than three months and have been putting off my honeymoon just to write.

Little crazy brat: How many days?

Mou Bei: 7-8 days on an island!

Little crazy brat: To hell you are going. Stay at home to write like a good boy!

Mou Bei: TAT I want to go on my honeymoon! I want to go on my honeymoon!!! How could you be so heartless, not allowing me to go on this once-in-a-lifetime trip…

Little crazy brat: Men, this author has gone mad. Drag him off for a sound beating!

Mou Bei: TAT so heartless…